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“I just find it interesting that kids apparently used to cry when Bambi's mother died. George and I both held our breaths, and then cheered when she didn't reanimate and try to eat her son.”
― Mira Grant, Deadline

“Are you ever not a pessimist?"

"Sometimes. But then I wake up.”
― Mira Grant, Feed

“I'm not going to wear a red dress," she said.
"It would look stunning, My Lady," she called.
She spoke to the bubbles gathered on the surface of the water. "If there's anyone I wish to stun at dinner, I'll hit him in the face.”
― Kristin Cashore, Graceling

“When a monster stopped behaving like a monster, did it stop being a monster? Did it become something else?”
― Kristin Cashore, Graceling

“He took one step out of her office cubical, turned, and said, “I’m not going to bite you, ya know.”

She closed her eyes. Biting. An image of him nibbling at her neck took her by surprise and she dropped her pen. She startled and opened her lids. He was far more dangerous than she had first imagined. Even her thoughts weren’t safe from the perilously handsome man.”
― Vicki Wilkerson, Bikers and Pearls

“With a shudder of excitement, and without giving herself a moment to second-guess what she was about to do, she reached up to take his face in her hands and pressed her lips to his. For a frozen moment he didn’t react, and she could feel her heart thudding in her throat, but then he groaned into her mouth and pulled her tightly against him. And God, he was a good kisser. She’d certainly never been kissed with such expertise. Somehow he was making her feel the kiss in places he wasn’t even touching.

And then she stopped thinking.”
― Claire Baxter, Flirting with Danger

“Beneath the St. Lucian sun, with a wisp of a tropical breeze, he kissed her with all the pent-up desire that had built within him since he’d first laid eyes on her. She parted her satiny, supple lips and he deepened their kiss, each sweep of her tongue sending a new wave of pleasure pulsing through him.”
― Tracy March, Tempted in the Tropics

“A rush of sensation pulsed through her, lingering long after his touch. The towel quickly fell free. He caught it before it slipped to the ground and slung it over his shoulder. “Consider this your first time,” he said, his tone low and sultry.

Good Lord... Paige could hardly blink. If this was any indication of the doc’s bedside manner, she could only hope for long-term, intensive treatment.”
― Tracy March, Tempted in the Tropics

“The bar was bursting with guys tonight—seriously, it was like Muscles R Us up in here, all filled-out chests and bulging arms with biceps upon biceps.”
― Cindi Madsen, Resisting the Hero

“A guy approached her, beer bottle in one hand, smiling at her in that way guys do when they think they’re good- looking enough to smile and get anything they want. “My friend and I were just talking about what a sausage fest this was, and then you came in.” He ran his appraising gaze down her body, lingering on the V of her neckline.

Faith crossed her arms. “That works out, because I’m here for a weenie roast.

He put a protective hand over his package—probably without realizing he was doing it—but his smile widened.”
― Cindi Madsen, Resisting the Hero

“In other words, he looked like uniformed police hotness, and she wasn’t entirely uninterested in being cuffed. Wait. That’s a bad thought. I don’t mean it. She took him in again, her throat suddenly dry. Well, she didn’t exactly not mean it, but she knew better than to want it.”
― Cindi Madsen, Resisting the Hero

“You started that one.”

Her mouth dropped open. “I didn’t say anything!”

“Sweetheart, your eyes said it all.” He lowered his hand from his cuffs and jerked his chin out toward the darkness lit with twinkling bug butts. “Now, behave, will you? I’m trying to watch bugs catch a mate. See if I can’t get some tips.”

“Hell, make your ass glow, and I might take back everything I’ve said about you.”
― Cindi Madsen, Resisting the Hero

“He caught her staring and waggled his eyebrows. Heat flooded her cheeks, and she worked to recover. “The minivan suits you. I think you should get one.”
“Sweetheart, I already have to beat the ladies off me with a stick. If I get one of these bad boys, I might cause a riot.”

“Do you ever stop?”

“I can go all. Night. Long.”
― Cindi Madsen, Resisting the Hero

“Much to her dismay, he was even better looking up close. The kind of sexy that made panties fly on stage. The kind of sexy that made her want to say, “Screw you!” to her twenty-four more man-less days.”
― Ophelia London, Falling for Her Soldier

“And you do know I’m the one who decides who I date”—she glared at Sam—“not you. If I want to drag this guy into the janitor’s closet and have my way with him, that’s none of your business.”

“Drag me into a closet?” Hunter asked, his eyebrows up near his hairline. “Offer to buy me dinner first, then I’m all yours.”
― Ophelia London, Falling for Her Soldier

“She ran her hand over the dash.
“You’re petting my car,” Hunter said, turning the key. “I usually charge for that.”
― Ophelia London, Falling for Her Soldier

“Slow-slow-quick-quick-slow went her heart.

“Damn, I love the tango,” he whispered, tickling her ear.”
― Ophelia London, Falling for Her Soldier

“Look, I know you’re a guy—” “Damn straight.” “And there’s some man rule that you’ve got to be all macho—” “Rule number three, actually.” Both of her eyebrows shot up. “Would you just let me finish before I make you cry and break rule number three.”
― Cindi Madsen, Falling for Her Fiance

“If I can face a street full of rabid zombies, I can tell a boy I like him. Right?”
― Alison Kemper, Donna of the Dead

“Thank you, Deke. You are very good to me.” “I know,” he smirks. “Can I get back in your bed now?”
― Alison Kemper, Donna of the Dead

“S’up?” he asks. My voice rattles when I answer. “N-not much. You know, reanimated corpses chasing me on a cruise ship. Same old.”
― Alison Kemper, Donna of the Dead

“If they ever turn, let them chase me for a while. It’s always been a
fantasy of mine to be chased by zombie cheerleaders.”
― Alison Kemper, Donna of the Dead

“Dealing with Dillan being a jerk can mess up any saint on a good day. And you know I’m no saint.”
― Kate Evangelista, Til Death

“You’re a people pleaser, aren’t you? You’re the type that can’t stand someone not liking you and showing it.” Raising his head, he laughed openly now.

“That’s just...” I wanted to take a book from the shelf beside me and throw it at him. “I don’t even have a word—”

“Then I suggest you read a little more so you can find the word you’re looking for.” He hid his chuckle behind a fist.”
― Kate Evangelista, Til Death

“He opened the door for me with an impassive expression. Oh, but he couldn’t fool me. I knew very well that he gloated inside. He had the right to. I’d be gloating aloud if I were him. I slid into the plush black leather seat and ran my hands over every surface I could touch after buckling my seatbelt. Awe, like a slow burning fuse, spread all over my body. My fingertips sizzled. It was one thing to hear Gramps talk and completely another to actually sit inside the fantasy.

“Should I give you two some time alone?”


“What?”


His smile gave me unexpected quivers.

“Stop molesting my car.”
― Kate Evangelista, Til Death

“Dillan didn’t just kiss. He slow danced. We moved in sync. I wanted to lose myself in him. In his touch. Right then the world seemed like such a perfect place.”
― Kate Evangelista, Til Death

“It’s funny how life moves in a complete circle sometimes. There might be lots of bumps in the road and maybe even a few cliffs, but it’s a journey, and sometimes it can bring you to the most wonderful places.”
― Nyrae Dawn, Searching for Beautiful

“How had she ever thought sleeping with him would be a stress reliever, when he was the biggest producer of her stress?”
― susan meier, Her Summer with the Marine

“I plunged into him, kissing him like I was flame and he was wood, our tongues igniting”
― Lisa Burstein, The Possibility of Us

“Maybe we were too broken to put back together. Maybe we’d been too broken to ever put together in the first place.”
― Lisa Burstein, The Possibility of Us